So im tiered and cold
My nipples are hard
And I have a monster hangover
That’s killing my day
Truth is It was a long nite
Whispers of shots
And tonic lingering on the tonge
Beer stains on the blouse
And i cant find my pants
All you want is a bottle of ibporphen and a nap
But your fucked and you have to go to work
Crusty and cranky
With a sent petruding from ever fold in your body
That you would fear and gag from when down wind
I'm already late to start the day
I pull yesterdays socks rite out of the shoe
And put them back on my feet
Lysol the front of my shirt and brush my teeth
I have no shame
I have yet to throw up still
Fragments of last nite in my pockets
In my memory
But still not maken sence
Its almost time for the reference call
The recap of the nite
So i know who not to look in the eye today
I crawl out the door and into the sun
Slither my way into work
Brag about the nite
Get loud get laughing
And im done
15 minuets into work im passing out in my own vomit with a coworker holding my hair
A janater waiting by the door
My boss waiting in the office
do you think that im fucked ? …
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